Qiao Mianmian thinks that the place where moyesi lives is big enough.
But when the car drove into the ink house, she knew what poverty meant and limited her imagination.
Like the forest park, the old house of Mohist family opened for more than ten minutes from the gate to the residential area.
Everywhere are towering trees and pavilions that go deep into the sky.
She had the illusion that she had entered the palace in ancient times.
The architectural style of the old Mohist house is very classical, and it can be seen that every plant here has been born for some years.
It's a real old house.
From this we can see that Mohism is a real family.
It's definitely different from those rich upstarts.
At least three generations, they are very rich.
Compared with Mohism, the Su family is really not enough.
The car drove for a while, then stopped in front of a courtyard a few minutes later.
After getting off, Uncle Li went around to the back compartment and opened the door.
Mo Yesi gets out of the car first.
The old housekeeper of Mo house had already received the notice and was waiting here. Seeing Mo Yesi coming down, he immediately came forward and called respectfully: "second young master."
Mo Ye Si nodded his head, then turned around and stretched out a hand towards the car.
The old housekeeper looked at it curiously.
Is there anyone else in the car?
But who in the car can make the young master suddenly become so gentlemanly?
After a few seconds, the old housekeeper saw a small white hand stretched out from the car and caught his young master's hand.
The young master of his family held the little white hand.
Old housekeeper:! "
What's going on?
There is a woman sitting in the young master's car??!!
What's more, the young master takes such care of this woman?!!!
Before the people in the car came down, the old housekeeper was stunned by the incident.
He has been working in Mohism for decades, and no matter how well he exercises his psychological quality, he can't keep calm.
After a few seconds, in the eyes of the old housekeeper, the people in the car finally came down.
At the moment of seeing Qiao Mianmian, the old housekeeper's eyes showed shock and incredible look again.
Young master's car is not only a woman, but also a young girl!
The little girl has a very beautiful face. Her facial features are very delicate. Her eyes are big and her face is small. Her face is not as big as his.
Under the sun, a delicate skin white to shiny.
It doesn't look very delicate, but it's so beautiful that people can't move their eyes.
The old housekeeper's eyes were accurate. At a glance, he could see that the little girl was different from those coquettish and cheap people outside.
The temperament is very clean and fresh, which makes people like it.
The more shocking thing for the old housekeeper is still to come.
He saw that after the little girl got out of the car, the young master of his family put his hand around someone else's waist.
Old housekeeper:! "
"Little, young master, this is..." the old housekeeper glared round his eyes, as if looking at the aliens, looking at Qiao Mianmian with a strange and shocked face.
Mo Ye Si hugs Qiao Mianmian's waist, looks down at her one eye, tone intimate way: "this is little madam."
With that, he introduced to Qiao Mianmian, who was obviously a little nervous: "mianmianmian, this is Zhang Bo. He is the housekeeper of Mo house."
When Zhang Bo heard the word "little lady", he almost didn't faint.
He was so surprised that he almost had a heart attack.
"Little, little lady?" Zhang Bo felt that he had been stimulated more than he had been in the past ten years.